Wrapped Around Your Finger

The taste of whiskey on your breath
Could save me from a grisly death
But the way you grip my waist
Has me feeling that your kiss is laced. 

I don't even know your name
And isn't that a shame? 
Together we could watch the world die
Put a match to this pigsty.

You could have me on a rope
Pulling as I pray like the Pope
That you would only kiss me again
Rebuild me like the King's men.

The world stops as you whisper in my ear
The future lays before me like a seer
I know I'll stay wrapped around your finger
On my skin, your eyes linger.

What I wouldn't give to hear you say
That you can't live without me a single day
But I know we're only destined for tonight
A memory that makes my heart take flight.

So hold me close, in the light we bask
A single night without the mask
For tomorrow we must return to the mundane
To the world that looks at us in distain.

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Image: Tina Crossgrove